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Fiona: I think Rebecca found your tracker. Nice try Sam.
Sam: I put that fricking thing in her boot heel. How the hell did find it?
Michael: Because she's good.

Rebecca: You don't have to believe me. Shoot me if you want. But I'm not going to run from you. We're either good or we're not. You decide.
Michael: Go.
Rebecca: I am sorry for your loss. I hope you find the son of bitch who pulled the trigger.

Michael: What the hell are you doing here?
Rebecca: Besides bleeding out on your floor? I'm here to tell you I give up.

That's why I brought this. Meet my friend. El Oyo Del Diablo. I meet him when I was chasing Noriega around Panama. Now we have a tradition in the villages down there. When there's as fight, both sides lock themselves in a room and they drink this until they're bonkers. It helps them move right past their differences. You two are going to spend some quality time together. Nobody is leaving until every drop is gone.


Evan: We gotta pull over.
Sam: You stop this truck. I'll shoot you myself.

Sam: Don't sweat it. We'll work together like Butch and Sundance, right kid?
Evan: Who's that?
Sam: [blank stare]
Jesse: In one minute the power to those cameras goes out. You two are doing the 100 yard dash. Stretch out those hammys.

Fiona: Thank you for not giving up.
Michael: Consider it pay back for the thousand times you never gave up on me.

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